Yuri Katsuki x Victor Nikiforov Fanfiction
When Yuri took upon the offer Victor gave him, it was a leap of faith. Before that, he knew that he needed a motivation, a driving force for his figure skating career. He had fell into a slump and only Victor's shining figure in the cold crystal platform could save him. When Victor outstretched his arms to Yuri, he could not believe his mind. It was like an atomic bomb went off in his head. His one and only idol, wanted to coach him.
He was unsure at first, his lips trembling and his fingers curled into a small fist. He didn't know what to do, or what to expect. Just being in the same place on Earth with the shining figure of his life was enough. He was afraid of everything. He was afraid that he let down his idol, he was afraid he would not be able to win anything, he was afraid of his lack of self-confidence.
This past few months he had been stressed. Whenever he was alone, he'd think back to the time where he passed Victor in the airport as he went back to his homeland with his head held high. The paparazzi and travelers' eyes followed his beautiful gallant figure as he strode down the walkway of the airport. He felt the pit of his stomach churn in disappointment. Then and there, he thought he'd never have the chance to stand on the same glittering platform high up above him with Victor Nikiforov.
It was now that his mind was blown apart by the simple arrival of Victor. He stood stark naked in front of him, mid-shin submerged in the hot spring water. His brilliant smile on his lips that seemed to light up his face. 'I'll make you win the grand prix final.' He had said, confidence radiating off him. Yuri did not know the reason as to why he Victor had offered him this seemingly outrageous comment, but… He finally accepted.
A pair of good skating boots is really important when it comes to skating. Different brands suit different types of skaters. It should support the skater at the right places, fit properly and not cause any pain. Boots normally wear and tear after a while. Yuri stared down at his own boots. It was fraying at the sides, the thick material losing its durability. The pivotal point of the boot is starting to get thinner and creased. He made a mental note to purchase a new pair of boots soon.
"Hey, let's go get a new pair of skates for you. It's really important so you don't want to strain your ankles or tear your tissues when doing sit-spins. We've been doing so much speed training lately too." Victor Nikiforov walked into the locker room, eyeing the worn out skates Yuri was wearing. He looked up, not expecting his temporary 'Coach' to be here. He had said he wanted to get some practice before coming back here after all.
"It's okay. I can take the train to Shinjuku myself, I know of a great shop." Yuri smiled back politely, trying to refuse the suggestion Victor gave. It was rather tempting to have your favorite figure skater follow you to get a pair of new skates, but it was too much to handle for Yuri. He could imagine all the stares both of them would get if they stepped into the concrete jungle, Tokyo, with its blinding lights and gigantic buildings.
"I want to walk around for a bit, and I should help you with choosing a suitable pair of boots for your skating. I feel like your jumps have been shaky, perhaps it's your boots?" He murmured mostly to himself and started unlacing his pair of skates. He put them neatly to the side. It was really well conditioned. The blades were changed and maintained regularly, the leather of the boots thick and strong. Victor faced away from Yuri and took off his long sleeved shirt he was wearing.
Placing the sweat drenched shirt in the locker cabinet, he got out a fresh t-shirt. Yuri stared at the back of Victor. It was pale and blemish free. His muscles toned and lean. His back muscles flexed sexily as he straightened his back and massaged his neck to get out any kinks. Yuri could feel his face get a little too hot and averted his eyes away from the other male's body.
He heard the ruffle of clothes and the slam of the locker door. Taking it as a signal Victor was done changing, he looked back at him. The white t-shirt he was wearing was tighter than usual, hugging every curve in his body and showing off his biceps, chest and abs. Yuri couldn't help but ogle at it. Was it admiration of another male having such a perfect body or was it infatuation for Victor?
Victor held his dirty clothes in one hand and told the dazed Yuri that he'd be going off first. Yuri could only nod stiffly and continue staring at the empty space that Victor Nikiforov once stood. He managed to see what other fans had no chance of seeing! He had seen Victor's naked body and a closer look at his chiseled top.
He couldn't help but internally fan-boyed. Yuri bit his lip, shaking that naughty thought out of his head. It wasn't something to be thought about. It was a sin thinking of your own coach like that, Yuri said to himself softly so no one would hear. He unlaced his boots quickly, tossing them aside and changed to a comfortable hoodie with jeans, quickly getting the hell out of that locker room that made him almost go mad.
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The train ride to Shinjuku was a quiet one. Not many people were on the train on a late Thursday morning since the peak hours were already gone. Yuri and Victor sat side by side on the plastic seats of the train, a little too close for Yuri's liking. Victor wore a pair of stylish sunglasses, covering his eyes from the glaring morning sun and camouflaging his identity. He was fairly popular since he appears in the news and sometimes on fashion channels as an interviewee. He was good looking and talented, who wouldn't like him?
Both of them shopped at a small shop at a less populated area of Shinjuku, in one of the alleyways of the popular street. It was 2 left turns and a level up to a certain 3 story building. The shop was smaller than Victor had expected, but sold far more things than it looks like. He got himself a pair of new laces, a thin smoothly fine weaved rope. The quality was good and durable. Yuri got a new pair of red and white leather skates as advised by Victor. It suited Yuri very much, he felt much more comfortable when he wears them.
"Happy with your purchase?" Victor asked. They were taking a turn in one of the twist and turns of the alleyways. It was like a tough maze. Yuri was coping fine, so Victor decided to follow the younger male. Yuri looked at the nicely packaged box in a paper bag and smiled.
"I didn't know there would be such a place in Shinjuku!" Victor laughed to himself and walked. They made another confusing turn.
As the two of them came to a final end to the dark dingy alleyways with little light because of the tall buildings, they chance upon a new stretch of roads. It was very quiet compared to the main street of Shinjuku. They were far away from the train station by now. Only a few men and scantily dressed women roam the quiet street. The buildings looked particularly different from the ones at the main streets of Japan. The windows were all covered in thick curtains, their doors firmly shut, only a small 'Open' sign at the door- some of them lit up with neon lights, some just a plain old plastic sign. Advertisement boards for host clubs were attached to the side of the buildings and small billboards on top of the 10 story or so building.
The words, 'Love' plastered everywhere.
Yuri gulped, his eyes landing upon a very obnoxious pink sign that just 'yelled out' at him. It was pink blinking lights that spelt the two notorious words. Information about discounts and whatnot was written on the smaller plastic board below it. A huge giant 'OPEN' sign was just beside it. His eyes traveled up the building. It was painted a dark purple shade with white accents. It wasn't an old piece of architecture, it looked new instead.
"Are these the rumored love hotels in Japan?" Victor breathed out, his eyes wide in amazement.
The history of love hotels can be traced back to Edo period of Japan, where establishments appearing to be inns or teahouses were built in Edo and Kyoto. They normally have particular procedures for a discreet entry/exit or even secret tunnels, since it's frowned upon doing these actions. Modern love hotels develop from tea rooms used mostly by prostitutes and their clients, but also by lovers.
After the world war II, the 'tsurekomi yado' which means 'bring-along inn' was adopted, originally for simple lodgings with few rooms to spare. Appearing first around Ueno, Tokyo in demand from occupation forces and it boomed after 1958 when legal prostitution was abolished, hence the trade moved underground. In 1984, a law placed love hotels under the jurisdiction of the police, and thus, to avoid being classified as 'Love Hotels' the bizarre glaring designs of buildings were significantly downplayed.
Love hotels are now real discreet. Expensive love hotels even offer a non-interacting experience for customers where bills or deliveries are settled through a pneumatic tube or an automated machine. The staff interaction is really minimized to as less as no interaction. Compared to in the past and present, it is still frowned upon going into a 'Love hotel' with another partner.
"Yuri, let's go in that one. I really, really want to go in one please!" Victor begged. His eyes wide and watery, like a puppy begging for food. He pouted slightly and looked at Yuri who had a rigid expression on his face. It was really hard for any living human to resist the charms of Victor Nikiforov. Yuri gave a stiff shook off his head. He was going nowhere near that building- especially, with Victor.
"Aw please! I'll pay for everything. The food and the room! All of it!" He tugged on Yuri's arm. Yuri swallowed down the tension he was feeling. With sweaty palms, he pulled away Victor's clingy hands away from his elbow. Pushing him away slightly he turned away from the irresistible Victor. The pout on his soft pink lips were alluring and the sparkle in his eyes enchanting.
Victor made his way to where Yuri was looking at, once again giving that charming face. Yuri cussed inwardly, which he rarely does. He has never been this frustrated before. What if someone were to see both of them go in the hotel? Worse, what if that 'someone' was a paparazzi? Yuri's head was spinning at the thought of bolded headlines and angry fans charging at him in public. He shook his head firmly, squeezing his eyes shut.
"Please! I really want to see what's in there." Victor, nearly whined. Victor Nikiforov never whines in Yuri Katsuki's knowledge. He was never the type to. How desperate was Victor to visit a love hotel in Japan? Aren't all love hotels similar to a normal one? He thought to himself. He took a peek at Victor's desperate face. That was it… It was the final blow to his head. He sighed, giving a defeated nod. A green light which made Victor jump up in joy.
Both of them made their way into the purple building. Yuri's eyes scanning his surrounding and every turn in the streets before taking a few steps. He was nervous that some paparazzi with his big camera would take a few snaps of both of them entering the forbidden abyss. Grinding his teeth, he ducked his head down low and walked briskly, as fast as he could. Victor had to run a few steps to catch up with the Yuri that was nearly breaking down. Victor could only laugh to himself and slide down his sunglasses, masking his identity once again.
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Victor pressed random buttons on a huge machine just at the lobby of the hotel. The interior was pretty well furnished. It was pretty small, with no reception desk- all of the room booking was done by the automated machine. A dark red carpet covered the entire lobby and a single crystal chandelier lit the place up. Yuri couldn't help but feel stares on his back as he urged Victor to get over with it.
Victor scrolled through the menu, it was a touch screen, and went through various types of rooms available. There were 4 types. A normal one, which was just a plain hotel room with white sheeted beds and a small bathroom. The second one was a couple love room, where the beds were decorated with rose petals and the bathroom with a slightly bigger bathtub. The third one was a premium room, which was furnished like the normal one, except it was bigger and grander. The walls were plastered with an extravagant rich dark purple wallpaper, there were sofas and armchairs at the side of the room, attached to a mini veranda. The bathroom looked like it was made for a king. There was a Jacuzzi function in the bathtub and a shower attached too. Lastly, it was the fourth room. To put it shortly, it was a BDSM playhouse.
"Choose quickly!" Yuri rushed Victor who was taking his sweet time reading through the description about each and every room. He 'oo-ed' and 'aa-ed' at every room, rubbing his chin, showing no signs of picking a room soon. Yuri rolled his eyes and sighed. "Just choose any random room." He said nonchalantly, without looking, he clicked on a room on the screen.
"AH." Victor said.
"What is it?" Yuri's head spun to where Victor stood. His eyes alert and his legs ready to run if there was a need to. The hairs on his back where standing straight up. The tension that hung between the two males were heavy as Victor stared shocked into Yuri's eyes. Blue orbs melt into brown ones.
"Y-You just picked the… the… BDSM one." He whispered the last 2 words even though there were no other people around them. It was only the two of them in the entire lobby.
Yuri gulped, trying to take it the words Victor just said to him. Yuri thought Victor was taking too much time booking a single room, so he'd just select a random one… not expecting that he'd accidentally book a room filled with BDSM tools! He was not into any of that… Wait, why is he even freaking out? He's just visiting and viewing the room, in an educational way. He isn't going there to do some… unspeakable… things. Yuri shook the dirty thought out of his head. Victor couldn't help but just laugh awkwardly. He took a room card which pushed out of a slot in the machine. It was the hotel room key on the 8th floor, room 801.
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The room was pretty decent, other than the large four poster bed with chains at all four corners, a rather obvious spanking bench for the submissive to lean over was also dangerously near the bed, a big X on the wall with chains and leather cuffs dangling down and the outrageous pink chair that doesn't look like it's 'just for sitting'- well, since there were cuffs at the arm rest!
The walls covered with a mysterious dark red color, exactly depicting the scene of 50 shades of grey when Christian walks in the room with Anna… but instead of the two of them, it was Victor and Yuri. Yuri, being the one that's so shocked he could pee his pants. He felt thoroughly uncomfortable in that room. Even though it smelt like disinfectant and slight lemon air freshener, it still crept him out about how many people laid in here, sweat and cum all over the equipment.
"Well, take a seat. I'll scroll through the TV." Victor said casually, throwing aside the small shopping bag he held onto a small leather sofa. Yuri put his bag aside, taking a seat on the bed. It was higher than normal beds and looked like it was for some sex maniac. Victor collapsed onto the bed, remote control in hand, he flipped through the hotel TV menu. Yuri's eyes traveled to the chains on the corners of the bed.
It was thick metal looped with each other, and fur lined leather cuffs attached to them tightly. He couldn't help but be a little curious in them. He touched the smooth leather and tested the strength of the chain. It was legit. If someone were to be tied up in all fours, spread out on this bed, he/she'd never have a chance to escape. Yuri gulped and set the cuff back down. He looked over to Victor, who was amazed, eyes glued to the flat screen TV.
"Yuri, Yuri, look at this!" He gasped, his eyes not leaving the screen. Yuri looked up at the bright screen to see a shopping catalogue. It was a page filled with costumes. Victor was shopping under the male section. Buff male models wore skimpy costumes of different types of occupations. There were sexy doctors, sexy male nurses, sexy firemen- which, honestly just consists of the suspenders and a really short shorts, topped with a fireman hat just for 'fun', there was also school uniforms, both sailor uniforms and gakurans.
There were all types of 'sexy' costumes. It was a rental. There are used before costumes, which of course, was sanitized thoroughly or the ones that are new and there's no need for return. It was Victor's first time in a Love Hotel, so he was way too excited. He looked at the catalogue as if it was his life.
"Oh! Yuri! Please wear this maid costume!" He peeled his eyes away from the TV, looking at Yuri with unapologetic puppy eyes. He reached over to pull on Yuri's hands that were resting on his lap. Yuri cringed, trying to pull his hand away from Victor's clingy touch. He was strong enough to keep his wrists locked in his hand. He pouted once more.
"Pretty please, with a cherry on top! I'll do anything." Victor begged. Yuri sighed, looking at the male model on the screen wear the skimpy maid costume. It was a simple arm band that was black with white frills, a hairband with white ruffles and a short silk black dress that stop right under the balls of the model. It looked cheap, but real sexy. It was somewhat of a 'joke' than a legit costume that could be worn out on Halloween. It looked exactly what a slut would wear if she were to act as a maid in a movie. It barely covers anything.
"I'll treat you to waffles, with chocolate syrup. The menu has them! There's also toast with peanut butter! Please!" Victor bit his lip- which he secretly knew was a huge weakness for Yuri. It was like the final kick to face, and 'K.O.'. Yuri nodded somberly. His eyes looked away from the ecstatic Victor who was sporting a victorious cheeky smile on his face.
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Victor had to collect the food at a drop off point which was a weird cubicle where the food and costume was passed to him by a worker which could not be seen through a frosted glass. He placed the food on the coffee table, and threw the costume in a small cloth bag to Yuri, who stood outside the toilet door reluctantly. His eyes could not meet Victor. 'What if he hated my body when he looks at me?' Yuri thought, tears brimming in his eyes.
"Get changed." Victor said, plopping himself down onto the bed. He shut the TV and swung his legs while perched at the edge of the bed. Yuri nodded slightly once more. Was he being bullied? He thought to himself, stepping onto the cold marble floor of the bathroom. His bare feet felt like it was stepping one ice. The bathroom was pretty. A normal sized bathtub at the side of the big bathroom and a white marble sink attached to the other side of the wall. A gigantic gold framed mirror was placed in front of the sink. Toiletries were at the side of the sink. Unscented shampoo, body soap and lotion. A mysterious black pouch laid beside the toiletries. Yuri took the velvet pouch in hand and untied the string. Inside, was a plastic toy. It was a newly packaged bullet vibrator. It was neon pink and shaped like an egg. It was attached to a remote controller with a thin wire.
Yuri Katsuki has never been exposed to these type of stuff. He was never taught about it by his parents nor his school. His friends were rather quiet about their sexual lives too. Hence, for the past 23 years of his life, he never knew about sex, much less about special toys. He put that aside and took out the costume from the cloth bag.
It was rather… small. The material was thin and of cheap material. It wasn't rough to the skin, but barely covers anything. He stripped his clothes off, kicking them aside. The costume also came with a frill thong. His face reddened with embarrassment when his eyes landed on that. He took off his briefs he was wearing. The costume was an 'S' size, so it was rather small for him.
The thong rode up his ass and exposed his balls and half of his dick. He groaned and slapped himself on the face for agreeing to do this for Victor. However, the look on Victor's face was just so alluring! His cute pout which made his lips pucker and the teary eyes that made him look extra cute! Yuri bit his lips from screaming his lungs out. The fan-boy feels were legitimate, after all. He slipped on the arm band on his biceps and put on the hair band. It stood weirdly on his head. Yuri was definitely not used to wearing any hair accessories.
He slipped on the dress. It was shorter than what the model on the catalogue wore. It hung right over his thongs, exposing his bulge and the rest that was spilling out of that one piece of small cloth. It was more of a top, than a dress. He swallowed, looking at himself in the mirror. He looked pathetic. The dress made him look like a man whore. It hugged his curves and the thin material showed his perky nipples from under. His cheeks were an ugly ruddy red and the skin he showed made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Yuri? Are you done?" Victor's head peeked in the bathroom door. What he saw made his jaw drop to the ground. His eyes were the size of tennis balls. It was so huge that Yuri was afraid that they might fall out of his head. He shifted awkwardly, turning his body to face Victor. His right hand covered his balls and cock that was hanging out.
Victor couldn't believe what was in front of him. The soft supple skin of Yuri's, the beautiful lean muscles that weren't too hard but soft enough, the cute redness of his cheeks, the hard nipples that were laid out for Victor's eyes to feast on, and most of all, the cute pink cock Yuri was trying so hard to cover. Victor swallowed the saliva that was collecting in his mouth. He could feel something stir in the under regions.
"Yuri!" Victor threw open the door with a bang, and ran towards Yuri, enveloping him in a hug. Victor wasn't sure why he did that, neither did Yuri. He could only awkwardly look up at the ceiling and feel Victor's warm body wrapped around his. It was rather nice.
Victor's hands smoothed out Yuri's back softly, feeling the pale skin of Yuri underneath his palms. He ran his hand further down, feeling the faux silk on Yuri's body. He reached the small of his back, dangerously near his butt. Victor couldn't help himself but feel turned on. His cock was slightly hard, pressed against Yuri's hand. He gulped, trying to move his eyes somewhere else. Victor prayed that the younger boy did not notice his half hard dick against the back of his hand.
He noticed the black pouch with the vibrator inside.
"Yuri, can you forgive me if I do naughty things to you?" Victor whispered huskily into Yuri's ears. The hot breath touching Yuri's cold earlobes. Yuri could feel a shudder went down his spine. He unknowingly melted into Victor's touch. His ears were always a soft spot. It felt so good to hear Victor's smooth voice so near his ear and feel his warm breath. Yuri squirmed slightly, his head snuggling into the corner of Victor's neck. A small whine escaped his lips.
"It's a 'Go' sign right?" Victor blew into Yuri's ear, causing Yuri to moan, grabbing Victor's back with 2 hands and clenched his t-shirt into his fist. He mewled like a little kitten and grinded his hard dick against his idol's. His hips were moving in small light thrusts. Victor's rough jeans felt good through the thin material of the thong.
Victor grunted and hoisted both Yuri's legs onto his waists and carried Yuri up. Yuri buried his heated face into the corner of Victor's neck and curled his legs tightly against the taller, stronger male. Victor grabbed the vibrator off the sink and carried his lover out of the bathroom. The cold air stung Yuri's skin, making goosebumps form all over his back. His nipples hardened further because of the cold. He squealed when Victor sucked on his neck and tightened himself against him.
"You're so cute when you make sounds like this." Victor breathed against his cold skin, heating him up from the insides. Victor laid him on the pink leather BDSM play chair. It was shaped like a dentists' chair, but had a gap in the middle for the submissive to spread his/her legs. Both arm rest and feet rest had cuffs on them. Yuri spread his legs wide, putting his legs in the open cuffs uncomfortably. He averted his eyes and place his arms into the cuffs too.
"Shall I lock you down?" Victor had a dark smile on his face. It was like a whole new personality had taken over him. He changed from a smiley cheerful boy-next-door, to a professional dominator. His breathing was slow, he lowered his heart beat till it could be barely heard. Narrowing his eyes at the lewd site in front of him, he stalked over to the dark purple drawer and pulled out a long leather tassel. It was made from real cow skin with a dark rich smell and smooth texture. He took in a huge sniff, letting the tassels caress and fall over his face. He tilted his head to one side, seeing Yuri's wide eyes filled with lust on him. He sniggered, happy to see his plan worked.
Victor walked there slowly, the tassel in hand, he whipped the air with so much strength a scary sound of air being sliced could be heard throughout the whole hotel room. Yuri felt a shiver go down his spine as he saw the dark Victor approaching him. He never knew Victor could… look and move this way. The way he swayed his hips as he walked, his hands handling the tassel like an expert and the way he licked his dry lips temptingly. A glint of carnal desire could be seen in Victor's somber blue eyes. Yuri also did not expect himself to feel this way. He glanced down to see his dick pushed pass the thong and standing erect in full glory. His pink tip was oozing out with pre-cum, dribbling down his thighs. He felt erotic and impure in front of Victor. If he could, he'd want to dig a hole in the ground and stick his head in.
Victor stopped in front of Yuri. Leaning over him with his arms on the arm rests, he placed a kiss on Yuri's sweaty forehead, tasting his sweet and salty sweat. He breathed Yuri in, appreciating the saccharine honey smell of the younger boy. He clicked both the cuffs in place, shocking Yuri who looked into Victor's eyes. He was a little hesitant playing with fire, but he swallowed down his fears. Victor nodded at him reassuringly. He would never do anything to hurt his beloved Yuri. He leaned away from him, bending down, he did both of the cuffs on Yuri's legs too. The cuffs were easy to take off, just with a click, but it would be hard for the submissive to undo it.
"It's a pity to take the dress so soon. So, I'll let you feel special things through this fabric okay?" Victor cooed at him, scratching the bottom of his chin. He nodded, tilting his head back so he could get babied more. He purred as Victor's fingers traveled to the back of his ear. He stroked him like a little kitten. All of a sudden, he pulled on Yuri's hair, forcing his body to slam against the back of the leather chair and his head to look up at the ceiling. Yuri was breathing unstably and couldn't help but feel tears forming at the corner of his eyes. He was being man handled by his idol. He didn't know how to feel about that. It was shameful.
Placing hot sloppy kisses on his neck, he sucked on his skin, bringing blood to the surface and leaving a big ugly hickey. He laughed against Yuri's skin, giving him more love bites all over his neck, claiming the boy to be his. Yuri could not move but just moan at every command and touch of Victor's tongue and lips.
He then got the leather tassels in one hand, bringing the luxurious leather strips on Yuri's shoulder. The tassels brought tingles to Yuri's skin as it softly stroked his skin. He angled his neck to one side, closing his eyes to feel the lovely leather brush against his soft skin. He moaned as Victor brought the tassels down to his chest and stomach. He jerked against his restraints when a tassel brushed against his nipple. It was so sensitive. Perky and plump, wanting to be touched.
"Nngh… Ngh-Kyaa!" Yuri cried out when the tassels traveled down to his cock. The tassels rubbed against his dick and was stained in his pre-cum. Victor twirled the tassels around his hard on area, slightly touching the side of his aching thighs. He gritted his teeth as the leather swept pass the tip of his cock. He moved his hips up and down, not caring about how Victor was looking at him anymore. He begged in words that could not be made out. He was so high on pleasure that his brains could not think.
"Do you want me to touch your cock?" Victor said huskily, watching Yuri's eyes squeezed together and saliva dripping down his chin. He fervently nodded, clenching his fists and fought against the restraints. The metal dug into his skin slightly, causing red marks to form.
Victor was pleased with himself and his lover. He set aside the tassels and kneeled down in front of Yuri's widely opened legs. His cock was drenched in slimy pre-cum and his asshole pink and throbbing, looking like it was ready to be penetrated, but Victor wasn't going to give him what he wants that easily. He smirked, smelling the sweet salty smell of Yuri's cock. The smell of his juices were as delicious as it looks. The precious liquid dripped onto the floor, puddling at the bottom of the chair. Yuri whined and thrusted his hips in the air again.
"Alright, alright," Victor murmured softly at the frustrated low growls Yuri gave. It was as if Yuri's mind degraded into a wolf in heat. All he thought of was sex. This made the thought of pleasuring and teasing Yuri even more alluring to Victor. He giggled inwardly, and took hold of Yuri's hard member in his right hand. It was smooth and warm. The foreskin was peeled back exposing his shiny head.
He moved his hands slowly up and down on the girth of Yuri's cock, pumping more and more pre-cum out of his system. He smiled excitedly as he saw the substance spill everywhere. It drenched the thongs, coated the leather chair, dripped onto the floor and wet his hand. Yuri howled in pleasure when Victor peeled his foreskin back further, and with his index finger, massaged the head of the cock. He then palmed the head, moving his palm in circles.
"I'm going to come!" Yuri screamed out, his hips thrusting in the air again. Victor held his hips down roughly, his fingers dug into his skin, causing red marks to appear. He opened his mouth and had Yuri's member in his mouth. He sucked on it, licking the pre-cum up greedily. He could feel the throbbing on his dick and the tightening of muscles in between of Yuri's thighs. The orgasm was coming. He knew it. He went in deeper, Yuri's cock touching the back of his throat slightly. He sucked in and out, letting himself taste the exquisite taste of Yuri's member.
Yuri moaned and a shudder went through his body, cum started pouring out of his dick, all of it into Victor's mouth. He screamed as he felt the heavenly, mind blowing pleasure passing through all of his body. His nails dug into his palms and his toes curled in. He was panting heavily as he felt his cum squirting at the back of Victor's tight soft throat. Victor was drinking down the salty white cum, swallowing every squirt of Yuri's. It was weird and slimy at the back of Victor's throat, but he did not care. He moaned with Yuri and licked his lips. He got up and smiled down at the boy who looked so tired. His eyes were half open and his mouth slack.
"Neh, Yuri chan, you can't go to sleep yet!" He said cheekily and gripped Yuri's cock that had gone limp. Yuri jumped yelped and awake, his wrists and ankles shook the cuffs violently. His eyes were widened in shock and his breathing harsh.
"Victor… I can't anymore." He whined softly.
"Then, what's this?" Victor looked down at Yuri's cock he had in his hands. It was once again hard under Victor's touch. Yuri cleared his throat and looked up at his idol sheepishly. His face was as red as ever and he pouted slightly.
"How long have you masturbated?"
"Masturbated…? Never." Yuri looked up innocently, his wide eyes blinking.
"N-Ne-Never…? You're a purest of the pure virgin?!" Victor let go of Yuri's dick, looking at his cum filled hands. He tasted the back of his mouth and groaned, partially in happiness and frustration. He was slightly remorseful that he took Yuri's first time away with such a crude manner… but since he'd done so much, he might as well go all the way. He looked up at Yuri who was looking distressed. Sweat trickled down his forehead and into his eyes which he blinked furiously to get the stinging pain out of his eyes.
"Hm. Yuri, I might do some really bad things to you, but you must forgive me okay?" Victor said softly, wiping the sweat away from his brow and his temple. Yuri nodded against and rested his head on Victor's hands. Victor couldn't help but smile at the tamed kitten in front of him, but he couldn't wait to hear the mewls and whimpers of the little kitten. He chuckled darkly, his dark personality coming back once again. He did not even know when his sadistic side came from. It just so happens to pop up when he's having sex with the person he likes. There was that one time he accidentally strangled his girlfriend during penetration, the girl did not like it one bit and broke up with him immediately after that calling him a 'big pervert'.
Victor clicked on the small button at the sides of the cuffs and unlocked Yuri's wrists from the arm rests. He did the same for his ankles. Yuri was feeling a dull sore in both thighs for spreading his legs that wide. He winced as he stood up from the chair, almost falling back, but he grabbed Victor's arms to stabilize himself. He looked up at the taller male, and bit his lips, mumbling a hurried apology. He stood back up, in front of Victor with both his arms at his back. His hard on straight up, curving towards his belly slightly.
"Take off your dress and underwear." Victor grabbed Yuri's chin to get him to look him in the eyes. He was always avoiding eye contact since he was always so shy. He needed to train Yuri to be a tad bit more daring. Yuri gulped, giving a stiff nod. Victor took a step back, crossing his arms and eyed Yuri. Yuri was feeling all hot and bothered on the inside. The faux silk clung to his skin like a second skin and the thong was pressed inside his buttocks, rubbing against his anus.
Yuri placed the hair accessory and arm band on the chair, then carefully stripping the mini dress off himself. It was wet and smelt salty with sweat. He put that aside gingerly and hooked his thumbs in the sides of the sexy lingerie. He pulled down slowly, bending down and stepping out of it. It was drenched in cum and sweat. He bunched them up in his hands. When he was about to throw that aside, Victor stopped him and pulled him towards his hard muscled body. He got the thong out of Yuri's hand, keeping it in his back pocket. With one of Yuri's wrists in Victor's hands, Yuri placed the other on Victor's shoulders as Victor placed a passionate kiss on Yuri's lips.
He moaned against the soft full lips of Victor's. It tasted slightly of his own cum and the strawberry lip balm that he uses. Victor pulled on Yuri's bottom lip, causing Yuri to gasp and whine softly. Victor seized this chance to snake his tongue in Yuri's mouth. He played with the insides of Yuri's mouth. His tongue running past the roof of Yuri's mouth and then nudged his partner's tongue. Yuri mewled and slowly inserted his tongue in Victor's. Victor was rough yet slow in his kisses, causing the less professional Yuri to get all flustered. He was afraid he wasn't doing a good job, but Victor reassured him by sucking on Yuri's tongue teasingly. Victor went on and nibbled on Yuri's bottom lip, which made it swell slightly. The small sharp pain made Yuri moan louder. He was quite the masochist.
"Go straddle the bench and lay face down over there." Victor said huskily into Yuri's ears. Yuri looked shocked, but nodded his head. Victor let go of his hand, and pushed Yuri slightly towards the bench by the bed. It was a normal wood bench that was clearly used for spanking. Victor watched satisfactorily as Yuri made his way there slowly, his naked body shivering in the cold air conditioned room. He did as he was told, his hard cock pressed against the wooden bench as he laid face down on the bench. His legs were spread wide open on each side of the bench. His back and butt looked so white and supple.
Victor got out another tool from the cabinet. It was a wooden spanking tool. It was old and weathered down in use. The shiny coat of paint was chipped off at the sides. Victor couldn't help but giggle in excitement when he imagined how many people cried in pain and ecstasy under this magic tool. He walked over, sitting beside Yuri, his legs spread on both sides too. He touched Yuri's back. It was smooth and pale. It felt like heaven under Victor's hands. He breathed out shakily as he let his finger trail down his spine, gaining a yelp and shiver from Yuri.
His palms smoothed over Yuri's buttocks. It was rounded and the skin delicate. It would be a masterpiece if there were red spank marks on his porcelain white skin, Victor thought to himself. He got the wooden plank in his hands, hitting his own palm to test out the strength. He did not enjoy the pain that blossomed under the hard hit on his palm, but he liked to see his lover squirm in pain. He smirked as he caressed the right butt cheek of Yuri's, whispering sweet nothings. He brought the wooden plank down onto Yuri's buttock, creating a loud sound of human meat hitting a wooden plank. Yuri's body jerked in front and he tried gripping the edges of the bench with his fingers.
Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he felt the stinging pain in his right buttock. He did not dare to scream out in case Victor were to hate it. He sobbed silently, his head buried into his right shoulder. Victor watched as the blood rose to the surface, creating red flowers on Yuri's skin. He smoothed his buttocks over again.
He did it once more, on the left cheek. It was harder than the first one. Yuri couldn't help but scream at that. He was choking on his tears, his saliva uncontrollably dribbling out of his mouth. The sharp stinging pain travelled throughout his buttocks, leaving a sore dull throbbing pain in its wake. He whined as Victor stroked it again. He was going to bring it down on him once more. Yuri thought he was about to die.
"Try not to focus on the pain, but the pleasure behind it." Victor said, leaning over his body and kissing his ear. Yuri shivered and mewled as Victor licked his earlobe. He licked near his ear canal, sucking on the ear lobe of Yuri's. The squelching sound was turning Yuri on so much. He moaned as Victor's mouth traveled down the nape of his neck, to his shoulder blades, and down his spine. Victor leaned away, examining the beautiful purple marks he left all over Yuri's body. He nodded in satisfactory. Victor caressed Yuri's buttocks once more.
Bring down the wooden plank, it hid Yuri's butt cheek with a nice sound that echoed in the hotel room they were in. Yuri took in a sharp breath and releasing it slowly. He got what Victor meant by 'not focusing on the pain, but the pleasure behind it', as the pain spread even deeper into his body, he felt this weird wanton desire for more. It was a lewd sensual feel. He felt like an animal, needing more of it. He moaned out loud, his body relaxing against the bench. Victor chuckled, spanking Yuri once more on the other side.
"Kyangh!" Yuri's body jerked forward once more. He squeezed his eyes shut, feeling the immense dull pleasure dissipate throughout his lower body.
"It's really red now. It's really cute. Oh god, I can't stop myself." Victor breathed out shakily, saying in a dark tone. He set the wooden plank aside, and got off the bench. Unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, he pulled down both his boxers and pants. His hard member sprung out, finally being released out of the restrictive clothing. Victor panted heavily as he touched himself, causing more of his thick pre-cum to ooze out. It had been a month or so since he'd had sex or masturbated. His cock was trembling with excitement.
He pulled Yuri up from the bench by his arm, his fingers digging into his thin arms. Yuri got up in a tipsy, dizzy state. His head was clouded over by the 'high' he felt from the pleasure. His half opened watery eyes looked up at Victor, causing Victor to curse at himself mentally. Yuri was too erotic for him to hold back, if he didn't he was afraid that Yuri might end up getting hurt and running away from him. He bit his lip and scooped up the smaller boy. Yuri had a smaller frame than Victor. His shoulders were less broad, his chest and abdomen softer and his legs less muscular. His looks and body were soft like a girl's.
He carried the tired Yuri to the bed, resting him against the propped up pillows. Yuri shifted achingly, with difficulty since the sheets stung his sore bottom. He spread his legs and shifted his weight to the bottom of his tailbone, so his red buttocks wouldn't rub against the sheets much. He used his elbows to prop himself up. Looking up at Victor who knelt in front of him, his popped boner standing straight and proud.
Taking a closer look, Victor's member was quite large. Standing fully erect, it was about seven and a half inches. It smelt potently of male testosterone. Yuri gulped, looking away from the big cock that was soon going into him. He felt terrified but stimulated. Victor spread his legs wider, smoothing his face against a side of his white thighs. Yuri made a weird strangled sound at the back of his throat when he felt Victor place a kiss in his inner thigh. His lips grazed over his inner thighs as he moved further down, nearer and nearer to Yuri's erect member. Yuri arched his back and angled his neck back when he felt Victor's teeth graze his skin.
Victor moaned, and his breath against cold skin. He smiled cheekily and took a bite of the delicious meat he had under his lips, causing a turned on scream from his submissive. Yuri struggled, feeling Victor's canines digging into his skin. He tried closing his thighs together, squeezing against Victor's head. Victor had to forcefully push Yuri's thighs back down, pinching him as a small punishment for not staying still.
"I can't take it. Victor…" Yuri wheezed, grabbing Victor's grey hair. His soft hair was intertwined in between his fingers, as he tugged on it lightly, causing dull pain on Victor's scalp. Victor growled, piercing through skin as he applied more pressure. He shook Yuri's hands off and drew back, tasting blood on his lips and teeth. An ugly purple bloody mark was left on Yuri's inner left thigh. Yuri bawled, bringing his fingers to the scar Victor claimed him with. Victor licked the blood off the top row of his teeth sexily, savoring the metallic salty blood of his lover.
Yuri's tears trailed down his neck and onto his décolletage, giving him a shiver down his back. Victor rubbed the tears off Yuri's face softly, licking his fingers naughtily. He chuckled darkly, placing a soft kiss on Yuri's sticky perspiring forehead. Yuri whimpered under his compassionated gentle touch. He stopped crying when Victor placed a tender kiss on his lips lovingly. Victor's hands lingered at the side of Yuri's face before trailing down his neck, then chest, then his navel, and finally reached its final destination.
He tugged on Yuri's soft pubic hair, feeling Yuri's body quiver with each light pull. He let his fingers run through Yuri's pubes, and took hold of his balls. He massaged them gently, feeling the hardness in them. He could imagine all the delicious salty cum stored inside, ready to burst out any moment. Feeling the soft wrinkled skin of Yuri's testicles under his fingers that expertly rubbed them against each other.
"Victor… I want you up in my asshole." Yuri begged while Victor kissed him. Victor gave a small nod, biting on Yuri's upper lip, he pulled on it and let it go with an audible pop sound. He leaned back, looking at his masterpiece. Yuri was drunk in sex, his eyes puffy from his tears and his lips swollen from the sucking and biting. His neck was filled with hickeys and as his eyes traveled down, Yuri's body was sweating profusely yet shivering. Yuri's thighs were red and marred at the inner left thigh.
"I'm going to prep your ass, Yuri." Victor warned. He yanked at Yuri's legs violently and pulled his body down. His back was laid flat on the bed, with his legs up in the air. Yuri shamefully curled his toes in, looking away from Victor. Victor frowned. He did not like it when anyone looks away from him whenever he's doing any sort of thing. It was a small pet peeve of his, a selfish little part of him. He inserted two fingers into Yuri's mouth without any warning. His fingers touched the back of Yuri's throat, resulting Yuri to choke on his saliva. The back of his mouth felt really narrow and wet. Victor pulled on Yuri's tongue to make Yuri face himself.
"Always look at me." He warned him. Pulling his saliva coated fingers out of his mouth. The clear substance slobbered down his hand. Victor, with a tad bit of childishness in him, he forcefully rammed his fingers up in Yuri's pink anus. Without control, Yuri squealed like a little piglet and clenched his asshole against Victor's fingers. He struggled as Victor dug in deeper, feeling the restriction inside of Yuri's narrow anus. He moved his fingers in a beckoning motion, loosening up the insides of Yuri further.
"Stop… moving…!" Victor growled, a low rumble could be heard from the insides of his chest. He grunted before sticking a third finger in. It was tighter than before. Yuri felt like his asshole was being torn apart. The slender fingers of Victor were inside of him! It felt good, but he could not get past the pain.
"Yuri, if you want my cock in you, you've got to work harder. It's going to be much more painful than this." Victor smirked down at the fucked up Yuri. He looked so lost and messed up. Sweat drenched his dark hair and the sheets below him. He was moaning but howling in pain at the same time. However, this only fueled Victor's sadistic side. He pulled out his fingers, giving a last thrust in, he pulled out. Slimy self-lubricant from Yuri's asshole coated his three fingers. He gave each one a lick.
"Yuri. I'm going to let you feel something really good okay?" Victor patted Yuri's head. His eyes followed Victor as he walked over to the coffee table where the food and the vibrator he placed there were at. He took the bright pink vibrator, unpacking it from its casing. The batteries were already inside as he tested the switch at the highest speed. The small egg shape vibrator vibrated in his hands. He chuckled secretly and took the small bowl of chocolate syrup from the plate of waffles. He gave it a quick whiff, the dark roasted smell of chocolate filled his nostrils. It would be much better eaten on top of Yuri, Victor thought to himself.
He made his way to the bed, climbing towards Yuri like a predator cornering his prey. He placed the bowl of chocolate syrup beside him, being very careful not to spill it. He took the vibrator in hand, and while maintaining eye contact with Yuri, he licked the plastic, wetting it with his saliva. He hushed Yuri who was whimpering like a puppy. Bringing the bullet vibrator near his asshole, he pushed it in with his thumb.
It went in easily because of Victor's fingers from earlier. He pushed in deeper till his thumb could go in no further. Yuri's lips quivers and his eyelids fluttered open in his drunk state. He looked down, starting to reject the foreign object that was stuck inside his body. He wailed when Victor switched on the vibrator to its maximum speed. It started moving inside of him. The more Yuri struggled, the more the vibrator went in deeper in his ass. He squealed and tried digging it out of his asshole, but Victor only slapped his arms away.
"No, bad puppy." Victor chided. The sound of the loud vibrations filled the room, along with Yuri's sobs and moans. The vibrator was so deep in it hit his prostate, massaging it with the powerful vibrations. Victor grabbed hold of his dick. He wanted to stick it in Yuri so badly, but he wanted to tease the poor boy more. Yuri grabbed the messy wrinkled sheets under him, and pulled on them. The futon came undone from the side of the beds. He howled when Victor suddenly poured the warm chocolate syrup on him.
The brown sticky liquid was poured from a height on his chest and abdomen. The substance dripped down his sides, sending shivers down his spine and staining the sheets. He moaned hysterically as Victor placed his hand on his dirty chest. He spread the chocolate all over his neck area, squeezing slightly on Yuri's neck. He gained a soft choked sound from him. Victor had to physically restrain himself from strangling Yuri. Despite him being a male, he was still as fragile as his female ex-partners. He smoothed his hands over Yuri's chest, paying extra attention to both of his hard nubs. He pinched the right one, pulling on it and feeling his areola swell. He rubbed it between his fingers and squeezing it tightly.
Yuri was trying not to breathe hard so that the chocolate syrup would not spill further down his sides and dirtying the sheets. He sucked in his stomach and bit his lips. Victor brought his lips down on to his right nipple that he had teased with his fingers and started licking. His fingers moved to the left one and continued what he was doing earlier. The chocolate tastes thick and sweet, a little salty from Yuri's sweat. Victor laughed hysterically against Yuri. He started sucking on his nipple, feeling the hardness in it. He used his tongue to draw circles around the tip of his nipple in his mouth.
"Ugh… Victor. It's too much! Please put it in me now…" Yuri begged. Victor pulled his nipples in between his teeth and let it snap back painfully. He looked at Yuri's red nipple in satisfaction. He then licked the syrup off his body starting from Yuri's navel to his neck. It was a slow excruciating experience for Yuri. He had to punch the bed in order to not loose himself to the pleasure. If he did not pay attention to himself, he'd have squirted and came all over Victor.
"You want me to put it in you? You'll have to entertain me first, Yu~ri~" He taunted him. He pulled back. Victor took Yuri's limp arms from the side and place his hand on Yuri's own cock.
"Jerk off in front of me. I want to see you cum." Victor said mockingly. Yuri groaned, knowing that Victor was doing all these just to torment him.
"Get to work then."
"Y-yes," Yuri said timidly. He has never masturbated before so he never knew how to until Victor did it to him earlier. He moved his other hand to hold the base of his cock, and started to move his other hand up and down. He could feel his fingers on the sensitive parts of his member and the vibrator hitting his prostate rather irritatingly. It was egging him on to ejaculate. However, he needed something up in his ass. He needed something big and thick. He was thirsty for some cock.
Yuri groaned as he massaged the top of cock. Feeling more pre-cum dribbling out. He moved his other hand to his anus. Pushing his legs up in the air further, he inserted one finger in. Both of his hands busy with himself, he shut his eyes to feel the heated sensation in his body.
"Good, keep up the good work." Victor grinned. He removed the loose skinny tie he wore on his neck and unbuttoned the white button down he was wearing. Grabbing the tie, he looped it behind Yuri's neck and brought both ends to the front.
"I'm going to tighten you up and make this feel so good you'll go crazy." He said.
Yuri stopped touching himself when he realized what Victor was going to do. His eyes widened and he gasped as Victor tied the tie around his neck, tightening the cloth material against his neck. The material was so tight it dug into his skin. It was tight enough to keep him from speaking, but luckily not tight enough to cut off air from his windpipe. A gurgle came from the back of his throat as he tried scratching the tie on his neck.
"Don't do that, you'll understand once I get you to squirt and cum all at once. The tie around your neck will bring you to heaven." Victor pushed Yuri's fringe back and placed a kiss on his forehead.
Victor positioned himself, his hard cock pressing on the wet asshole of Yuri's. The vibrator is still in, making his insides feel slightly dumb. Victor took hold of both of Yuri's legs. He grunted and slammed his hips into Yuri. Yuri screamed as he felt Victor's hot cock inside of him. It was bigger than he imagined. It pushed the vibrator in so deep, Yuri was afraid it would get lost inside. It pressed hard against his prostate, causing him to moan like a dog in heat.
The big cock inside of Yuri felt like a big branding iron was jammed into his anus, tearing him inside out. He squealed as Victor moved inside of him. He thrusted in and out of the wet hole, enjoying the moans and screams of Yuri. It felt so good to be inside of his lover. It was tight and heated. Victor felt like he could melt inside of Yuri's asshole. He moaned loudly and slammed his hips against Yuri's asshole once more, his cock digging in further. The sound of meat slapping against one another could be heard.
It was an animalistic urge for both of them in bed. Yuri could care less about he looked right now, and all Victor could think of was to cum inside of Yuri and make him his. They both fucked like animals in the wild, experiencing pure fervor and intoxication. Both of them felt like they've sinned greatly as they connected both of their bodies. However, nothing could stop them. Yuri and Victor panted roughly. Yuri was enjoying it thoroughly. The tightness around his neck and his asshole was driving him crazy. Victor's hands digging into Yuri's soft thighs and his cock deep inside of the slopping wet hole was fueling his carnal desire… more and more.
"Ugh! I'm coming, Yuri!" Victor growled and grabbed Yuri's hair. He wrenched Yuri's head up making Yuri scream in pleasure. The adrenaline was running through his veins as his head was forced up to look at Victor. Victor slammed his hips once more into Yuri's asshole, his cock hitting Yuri's g-spot. He felt the built up in his lower body, especially his balls. He was going to release himself inside of Yuri. Yuri, too, could feel the weird tingly sensation in his under area. He shrieked as his cock started to throb.
Both of them came at the same time. The orgasm was heavenly. Yuri tightened himself against Victor as his bodily fluids started gushing out of his cock. Victor squeezed his eyes shut as he poured himself inside the tiny space of Yuri's, feeling the walls of his anus squeeze his cock. Yuri cupped his hands over his mouth as he moaned loudly, arching his back.
Victor pulled out Yuri, his muscles tensed after taking a load in Yuri. Cum poured out of Yuri's anus, the white cream oozing out and dribbling down his butt and onto the white sheets. Yuri wasn't done yet. Creamy cum was emitted out of his cock in a stream, splattering all over Victor's thighs and the bed.
"Agh! Nghh… Victor, Vi- What's…?!" He squeaked. He could feel the slight urge to pee, and his body relaxed for an intense second. Yuri started squirting out clear liquid from his cock the next second. It sprayed all over Victor in a steady stream, wetting the bed. He shuddered, his body struggling and his hips grinding the air as he squirted. He grunted like an animal and took hold of his dick, pumping more and more of his juices out.
Victor could not believe his eyes. It was his first time seeing his sex partner squirt. The liquid was clear and not viscous like cum or pre-cum and it wasn't pee. Victor chuckled as he saw Yuri's cock squirt like a fountain of fireworks.
"Ah… It was so good." Yuri calmed down. His dick stopped squirting and it rested down slightly. He sighed in relief, looking up at Victor. He smiled down at Yuri, moving his hands to untie the tie around Yuri's neck. There were slight red marks, but they'd fade away any minute. Victor leaned down, placing a big kiss on his lips. It was deep and lustful. Yuri tasted Victor's voluptuous full lips as they locked lips. It tasted sweet.
Victor came up for a breath of air, staring down at his beautiful cute Yuri. He grinned cheekily, pulling out the vibrator that was inside of Yuri, he pressed his once again hard cock just outside of Yuri's hole. Yuri looked down and up to Victor's eyes again, his eyes aghast. He was at his limit already. If Victor's cock were to penetrate him again, he'd probably faint.
"Neh, Yuri, I'll be your coach in teaching you naughty stuff for the rest of the day, okay?" Victor smirked at the poor boy that was about to pass out. Yuri's jaw dropped and he shook his head profusely. No way is he going to let Victor go another round!
"Like you have a choice," Victor giggled slyly, smashing his lips against poor Yuri's.
Fin